Packing in
getting packed and ready to go
heading up the road to the trail head
almost there
Chilli all packed and ready to go
We ate very well thanks to camp cook Uncle Gary
Chilli eating dinner in the meadow
Butter and Chilli on the High line
Our Camp
The horses and mules grazing in the meadow
Arriving at Big Springs riding though the meadow where the horses will graze.
Remmie and I filling the jugs of drinking water from the spring.
Day ride to upper Whiskey creek
heading home
packing out
Every year for the past thirty years Rob's uncle has been doing pack trips into Big Springs (near Lake Tahoe) and for the past few years I have wanted to go but have not been able to. This year I finally got to go and it was well worth it. I saw some beautiful country. It is a six mile ride into the Tahoe national forest, and it was a beautiful ride. We took fourteen head of stock nice riding animals and five pack animals. The ride in was nice and cool and it had rained the day before so the trail was not dusty. I realized the first night I should have bought a warmer sleeping bag, I froze. The next night I put a manny tarp on top of me and I was warmer. The forest service had suspented all fires other that developed campsites, so we went without a fire. It made for some cold nights.
We got our drinking water from a spring. It was ice cold and some of the best water I have tasted. It is also where we iced down our beer. There was also a creek near the campsite, Whiskey Creek. That is where we did our fishing and bathing. It was coooooold. The water gave me the worst headache when I was washing my hair, I don't think I have ever taken a bath so fast. It was a wonderful four days I can't wait to go back next year.
